Showing posts with label Christopher Makos. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christopher Makos. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 10, 1985

Chris Sold a picture of me to In Touch magazine which has an interview inside. He'd sell you to a gutter. I'm going to have to remember when I sign releases for him to specify that it's only for the one occasion.
     Sandro Chia came by to visit, he was really sweet. and the news was that Carl Andre the artist may have pushed his wife out the window in the aprtment in the high rise in the Village where they lived. The big headline said that he was supected but then the article was ll about how she'd probably fallen. And Sandro said, "Good, good, they should kill all women." He's getting divorced from his wife.

Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). 676. New York: Warner Books.

Tuesday, August 30, 1983

Chris came by the office and he was crying and saying that he wanted things to be back the way they used to be between us with me giving him lots of work, but I didn't know what to tell him because I don't. I don't call him at all. I suppose I should. But I think about boys too much when I associate with him.
     The Argentine lady came and wrote out a fat check for her portraits, which was great, it pays a month's mortgage on the new building. And last month Pia Zadora's check did that, so that was a lift.
     Fred went to Dr. Karen for his collagen test and he said that she's klutzy, and actually she is when I think about it. One thing she's got to learn is not to have people lie down. Because if you lie down, all the wrinkles go away, and how can you tell where to put the stuff? You should actually be hanging forward or something, so the wrinkles would really be exaggerated.

Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 524-525. New York: Warner Books.

Thursday, December 23, 1982

When I walked into the office everyone was in a bad mood. Brigid began putting Christopher down and said that the only Christmas present that everybody at the office would really want is that Chris never come up there again. When I told him about it later he said that maybe he should pay Brigid the $20 he owes her. She did some work for him a few years ago on a project that then he didn't get paid for, so he felt that he didn't have to pay her. And then of course he's cheap, that's really why he didn't pay her. And Robyn was so moody. Jay went home to Milwaukee and he's the only one who might've actually worked.
     And Peter Beard called and wanted us to okay a check from Cheryl Tiegs that he was trying to get cashed at Brownies because he wanted to go around the corner to Paragon and buy some sports equipment. So I guess he's being kept by Cheryl. She's really got the bucks, she's got the Sears contract.
     And Lorna Luft came down because Liza's giving her her portrait for Christmas. And she had no makeup on and she looked beautiful. She's on the Cambridge diet, and she really is pretty. Her portrait will be like Marilyn. If she just kept her regular brown hair color and her regular looks, she could be a big serious actress. But instead she tries to look the opposite of Liza, to get an identity.
     Christmas is so confusing. Jon left for New Hampshire.

Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 475. New York: Warner Books.

Thursday, February 4, 1982

The Du Pont twins sent me an invitation to the opening of a new restaurant called Jeanie's in the old Tudor Hotel, and it was a Nikki Haskell event (cab $4). Cornelia Guest came but I guess he's been reading her newspaper clippings so she only stayed a minute. The food was good and I ordered a lot. And the steak arrived and Chris had his wrapped up and ready to take home for breakfast before it was even served, practically, and they wanted to know what was wrong.
     And there was a party for Pia Zadora that Frank Sinatra was even coming in for at Hisae that we could have gone to but Bob wouldn't put her on the cover, and she would have been just great to have on the cover, I just love her. It's like if Andrea "Whips" Feldman had been not crazy and had a better nose. Pia's like all those tiny girls we knew who always grabbed the spotlight.

Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 428. New York: Warner Books.

Tuesday, December 29, 1981 - Aspen

Got up early, and by then I did have an altitude problem. Dropped Peter and Jon on the slopes, went with Christopher to get groceries, spent a couple of hours in town. Met all these people who were surprised seeing me and I didn't recognize them in their ski clothes. Tatum O'Neal came over and she looked so cute and beautiful in her white ski suit.
     And then it was such a pretty day, the sun was out and it was cold for Aspen but it was the best snow they've ever had.
     We went to Angelo's Restaurant for dinner and Sonny Bono came over and said he was getting married on New Year's Eve to his girlfriend Susie and he invited me to his wedding party at Cathy Lee Crosby's and also he was having a shower later that night for Susie and Andre's, which is the only disco in town.
     When we got to Andre's Cathy Lee didn't know who I was at first. It was like trying to get into Studio 54, and I just don't think any of those things are worth it. So I just said to Chris, "I just can't stand it, let's get out of here."


Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 423. New York: Warner Books.

Thursday, February 19, 1981

I wanted to go pass out Interviews but it was too late. I had to meet Christopher Gibbs from England at the office (cab $5.50). Doria Reagan was there, typing away. And they really don't have one Secret Service guy with her, and she could be with baby. I mean, don't they care about the possible grandson?
     And Brigid and I are finally going to see Mary Tyler Moore on Monday. She's trying to change her image so she's a problem -- she didn't want to wear rich Halstons for the photos, and she didn't want to come to lunch with the rich Basses and she didn't want to go to rich Quo Vadis for dinner-- she wants us to meet her at John's Pizza Parlor on Bleecker Street.
     And did I remember to say that Faye Dunaway called the other day? She's doing Mommie Dearest, playing Joan Crawford, and she wanted to know if I had bought Joan Crawford's heart pin at that auction and could she borrow it. But I hadn't. Faye just picks up the phone herself and calls, so she's fun, so maybe I'll call her up sometime. I'll get her number from Ara. She might be good to do a story on. I just saw Hurry Sundown on TV and she was so beautiful.
     I invited Jon Gould to see 42nd Street because he's looking for ideas for Paramount and I want to suggest Popism to him as a movie, so I brought a copy. Wouldn't it be great if he got Paramount to buy it? And then I could work on it with him, he knows so much -- all these facts and figures and surveys -- he'd really be a good person to get to know.
Cabbed to Wintergarden ($4). From the first row, you can't see the feet tapping (laughs), you can only see the knees. then after the show we walked to the Russian Tea Room to meet Chris Makos who'd been to see Sphinx and loved it.
   

Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 358-359. New York: Warner Books.